A conversation I had with Ivy recently:
Ivy: “Where’s Papa?”
Me: “He’s hunting.”
Ivy: “Where is he hunting?
Me: “Out in the woods.”
Ivy: “Why is he hunting?”
Me: “Well…if he sees a deer, he’s going to shoot it so that
we can eat it.”
Ivy (after a long pause): “So…did he take a spoon with him?”
Me (laughing): “No, sweetheart, we would eat the deer meat later.”
Ivy: “Oh. So he’s just going to eat with his hands, then?”
3 comments:
Isn't it fun being a mom!
Grandpa Mike
That little girl is always thinking, you can even see it in her eyes.
Grandpa Jim
cute!
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